Life has...different plans

It's been 2 hours into my new school and I already hate it. The teachers are mean and I guess that hate me, ALREADY. Just less than 2 years and I'm out of this hell hole. Yippee. By the time it lunch I went to my English teacher he's... not bad I guess. Anyway, when I got to his classroom it was open and I just walked in. I walked over to the back and started reading. A few minutes later, Mr. Way and another person walk in. I don't think they have noticed me because they are having a serious conversation about a student. And I mean they were talking about shit that deeply personal, I really wasn't paying attention to them that much. After awhile of thinking I get up and pack my stuff up. That's when Mr. Way mumbles a quiet shit and excuses himself. I continue walking until I get to the restrooms to stay there until my next class. Turns out I ended up staying there the rest of the day I was not feeling it today. When I left school I plopped in my headphones and started walking a way, I didn't get that much far until someone tapped my shoulder. It was Mr. Way. After analyzing his face turned around and started walking again, ignoring everyone as much as possible. When I got home my father wasn't home but he left a note saying I better get him more alcohol. So on my way to the store I ran into someone that's in one of my classes I'm not exactly sure what his name is though. It looks like he was talking to me so I took out my earbuds and asked him to repeat. Honestly I'm not in a good mood, usually in really nice or more friendly, but not today. "Hey your the new girl, Alex right?" he asked. "Um..yea..that's me" I said trying not to sound rude or anything. "I'm Frank, I'm in your English class." oh that's what class it was. "Anyway where are you headed I can help you and maybe later you can come over to my house if you would like." "Yea that sounds nice I'm just headed to the store to buy alcohol" he raised an eyebrow at me. I sigh. "It's for my father I'm not much of a drinker." "Oh, okay anyway the store is this way." He took me to the store and back to my house. "Hey you don't mind if we can go to your house right now I don't want to stay here for long." I said quietly. Thankfully he just nodded and took me to his house without asking why,also his house was a few houses away from mine so it wasn't that far of a walk.. When we got to his house Frank yelled "MOM< I"M HOME ALSO I HAVE A NEW FRIEND OVER IF YOU DON"T MIND" then a women came out of a room replying with "Hi Frankie, Hi..." "Alex" I said. "It's nice to meet you Alex you may call me Linda, Mrs. Iero makes me feel old y'know" I chuckle in reply. Then Frank Grabbed my arm dragging me up to his room. "Welcome to the beasts layer." He said laughing. "Nice dungeon you got." said looking at all of his posters on his walls. Lot of them were my all time favorites. One thing though caught my eye. It was a guitar with a sticker saying "PANSY" on it " You play guitar?" He asked "Yea I'm trying to save up for a new one though." "Can I Hear you play?" "Yea why not" so for the rest of the day we played the guitar singing songs from our favorite bands. Then I looked at my phone and noticed that I had 5 missed calls from my so called father. "OH Shit I have to go it's really late, it was nice meeting you Frank." "Yea don't mention it hey and before you go can I have your number?" I handed him my phone when I got it back I dashed out of the house. When I got home my father already reeked of alcohol. Great just what I needed. "Where have you been>" my father gritted out from his teeth. "I was out with a friend" I answered truthfully. That's why my dad punched me in the stomach. Leaving me on the floor. Before he left the room he said. "No one would want to be friends with a ugly, stupid, dumb piece of shit like you"

Notes

im new to all of this so please forgive me, I suck at this. Hope you like the first chapter.